Warhammer: I don’t want to be a can of worms! ! !

Chapter 817 【259.】Who is the Lord of the Galaxy? !

[Guilliman] is smiling at the moment.

His eyes, shining with endless kinds of strange blues, were moving, and from time to time they reflected the more tired and vicissitudes of himself opposite him. The feeling of having a conversation with himself was so wonderful and weird, and any words had an answer before they were spoken.

But there are still some things that cannot be noticed.

[Robert Guilliman] Raise a glass to the Lord of the Empire, the wine is flowing in the glass, and the undercurrent is rolling under the sea, such as [Horus], and such as——

Hush, that unspeakable, unthinkable name.

The mechanism of "it" is far weirder than space, more coercive, more disordered, and more chaotic.

The other side obviously did not want him to touch these dark, greedy, and unspeakable existences. They hid it, and also put away those dark crosses, wild dogs with three heads, and skulls with black tears.

But they can't really hide "it", no matter whether the means are clever or clumsy, [Guilliman] has seen it, he has seen "it", so grand, so spectacular, so disgusting to him...

It's nothing more than that, just a hollow in subspace. Does it want to ascend to the gods?

Unfortunately, the rules of this universe dictate that "ascension to the gods" is not a blessing. [Guilliman] thought of the cruel and pale [Lord of Mankind] in front of him that day. This was the so-called truth.

[Guilliman] couldn't stop laughing in his heart.

"God" is by no means the final answer in this galaxy. This path is destined to be a dead end. The real answer is still hazy, which is the truth that [Guilliman] has been looking for.

The Lord of the Galaxy will never be as simple as a god, nor will it be just a collection of concepts and rules that he has mastered. The true Lord of the Galaxy will be completely free and of absolute will.

[Guilliman] took a sip of wine and listened to the suggestion of his other self beside him somewhat casually.

[#%#...I have planned three directions for cooperation. I hope——]

[Guilliman] suddenly raised his hand and interrupted his other self. It could be seen that the Lord of Cows and Horses was a little angry because of this. It was precisely because they were both "Robert Guilliman" that they knew the provocation of this move. So profound.

[I think your plans may need to be changed. ]

The Evil King [Guilliman] said in a leisurely manner. He swung the liquid in the wine glass and his eyes became brighter.

[I need a reasonable reason. 】

Guilliman suppressed the anger in his heart at being interrupted, and he swore that he would never treat anyone so rudely.

[Because the war has begun. ]

[Guilliman] said,

[The moment we arrived in this galaxy, the war began - oh, oh, between us and the Necron. ]

The Evil King smiled and raised his glass to the astonished Guilliman.

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【Same time】

【β-36Rt123 planet】

This place can no longer be called a planet.

The green light that illuminates the entire skyline moves slowly like an aurora. This is the ultimate use of Necrontyr Gaussian technology. The continents and oceans are slowly decomposed at the same time, and then slowed down to the slowest speed by the operation of the time lag machine.

High in the sky, a crescent-shaped calamity sickle hangs in the sky, densely woven into the scales above the planet, and the light of ions is comically parked in front of its smooth surface.

Its shadow fell on the ground, covering the densely packed Necron soldiers. The fragments of the living metal body splashed and stayed in the air, not yet completely annihilated by the Gaussian rays that lit up at the edge.

The snake-shaped and insect-like metal monster broke out of the ground, baring its fangs and claws to attack the Seraphim. The huge technology of the Necrons was raising its front legs, trying to hit the ground heavily.

But in the face of manipulated time, such a huge existence just stops its front legs comically in the air.

Everything is still and moving slowly, like the hands on a clock that can never reach the next second.

Apart from……

"Imotek! It's all over!"

The entire continent was shattered, and a whole plain was suspended above the huge pit. Looking down from a high altitude, white seawater was rushing into the huge pit.

The Silent King roared, and it stepped off its throne. There was no need to rely on the power of the Two Saints. Szarak knew that he was enough to deal with the Storm King.

Below them, countless Necrontyr Emperors and Three Holy Guards were watching the duel between the two royal families, but the flow of time being manipulated was so strange that they could hardly see or really hear anything.

At the last moment, no matter how huge the Necrontyr's army is, no matter how majestic the bodies of the Seraph and the Underworld constructs are, soldiers versus soldiers, generals, the last step to seize power must be a fight between kings.

And those armies forged with the power of the entire Necron clan are nothing more than side music at the king's feet. Even if the Necron army accumulated on the planet at this moment is enough to compete with a complete star god.

This is the fear of death.

"Your ridiculous ambition, your dream of dominating the entire galaxy is shattered! You are just a Pharaoh of the Necrontyr Civilization! A mere ant!"

The tip of the staff of Eternal Glory burst into a white light, making its owner, the Silent King Szarak, look taller and taller. Next to the violent white light, Szarak raised his staff and pointed at the severely wounded Storm King.

"Ho, ho ho ho! In the eyes of the coward, is true courage actually ambition? Szarak, you have given up on the galaxy with your own hands, and on the Necrontyr's dream of unifying the galaxy - to the Necrontyr! You are the one who The eternal sinner!"

The rickety body of the Storm King, who was almost lying on the ground, suddenly rose up, and the dim staff of the Destroyer shined again. This move almost exceeded the time scale, and the ultra-high-energy laser penetrated time and space, before the Silent King's time stasis was activated. , Imotek's attack reaches Szarak.

throat!

A not-so-clear voice burst out, and the eternal radiance of light was instantly shattered in the strange and chaotic light. The green light between the eyes of the Silent King flashed in shock, and the energy impact forced him to take half a step back.

The Storm King regained its precious and short respite. It stood up unsteadily, and the blood scarabs rushed out, repairing its body, and its glory returned. It looked proudly at the Silent King.

Imotek knew that it was right. Its only regret was that its bloodline and luck were not as good as the Silent King. It regretted that the fate of the Necrophobe had fallen on the Necrophobe.

Even with extraordinary military and strategic talents, it could not hide the reckless and cowardly character of Silent King Szarak. After it trusted the deceiver and led all the Necrontyr into the abyss of destruction, it gave up on itself and destroyed the master control agreement. , cowardly exiled himself instead of saving his people.

"Can you remember the oath you made back then?! Szalac - led the Necrontyr out of the abyss of fear of death, led the Necrontyr to become the Lord of the Galaxy - what did you do?! The Necrontyr chose you! But you have done it again and again Disappoint the Necrontarian!"

The Storm King angrily said that it could no longer hide the overwhelming anger in its heart. It did not understand and it did not accept it. Now that it had been transformed into a Necron, the Silent King had once again given up its vow to dominate the galaxy!

throat! ! !

In an instant, metal collided, sparking bright green sparks, which illuminated the faces of the two kings distorted with anger and curses.

But what they saw was no longer themselves and each other. The two eyes were just similar metal faces, without blood or tears.

"Mistakes...must be corrected."

The Silent King spoke word by word, and the space and time around the two deadlocked Necrontyr began to distort.

"My heinous crimes have also allowed me to see the truth of the galaxy. The galaxy needs a restrained manager, not an absurd overlord."

"The flames of war... there is no need to start burning again."

throat! The Silent King suddenly exerted force on his wrist. After countless calculations, the Storm King staggered back a step - but the Silent King did not let go of the Storm King. A blade-like green light burst out from the side of the Eternal Glory Staff and headed towards Imotek. Strike it!

"War? War for what?! For the Necrontyr who no longer awakens? Imotek - it's time to wake up from the dream of being an overlord! The never-ending war will further wear down the Necrontyr's mind!"

"Isn't it just for the war that I was transformed here?! You promised - promised the Necrontyr the entire galaxy and war!"

The Storm King, who had not yet regained his balance, thought and stood in an almost impossible position in mid-air. He rotated the staff of destruction in his hand and faced the Silent King directly without fear of the fierce attack.

A huge shock wave burst out from the scepter and scepter towards Yingjian, completely disrupting the frequency of the time manipulator. Both Necrontyr were overturned and fell backwards.

The Storm King fell completely to the ground, while the Silent King fell after staggering a few steps. All the living metal cloaks behind it were torn to pieces by the strong wind, and knife-like cracks appeared on the metal skin.

The outcome has been decided.

A sad light flashed in the eyes of the Silent King. It still remembered the approval and follow-up of the Storm King Imotek when it was confirming whether to carry out the biological transformation ritual. The Storm King was also the backbone of the dynasty to combat the anti-biotransformation ritual at that time.

Has it really failed them?

The Silent King was troubled, but the pace of beheading never stopped. It entered the command code and key into the dim staff of eternal light in its palm, and the overused weapon began to buzz with super power again.

But without biological transformation, they would not be the opponents of the Old Saints at that time... the Star Gods would also take back their great power... This is just the best solution under expediency. The Necrontyr is already under the shadow of cancer and death. After struggling for tens of thousands of years, all Necrontyrs want true health and liberation.

This is not just the choice of the Silent King.

This is the will of all the surviving French emperors today.

The King of Silence has learned to face and reconcile, and he will no longer cling to the quagmire of the past.

"Why are you so persistent in fighting for hegemony with the ants, Imotek? The Necrontyr can choose a more peaceful management path - the Necrontyr has come from a brutal past, and it's time to learn peace."

"It's just cowardice!"

The Storm King struggled, but its left leg was already corroded by the jade green. As it struggled, metal sheets like peeling off paper slowly floated from its body, and then were swept away by the wind.

The Silent King has pity and rage in his eyes, and the Storm King's self-destruction further proves the error of his path. The real answer in this galaxy will never be war and dominance. They should become qualified managers and bystanders.

The King of Silence became more determined to get rid of Hades on this trip.

It raised its staff and time slowed down around it, allowing the rest of the Necrontyr to see it finally behead the Storm King, ending another iconic rebellion in Necrontyr history.

Then, the scepter fell heavily——

White light suddenly burst out next to Storm King! The next moment, the location where the Storm King was was empty! Next to its original position, a Necron with a strange style stood with his arms akimbo and tilted his head to look at the King of Silence opposite.

"Imotek the Storm King, get!"

Trazin shouted, twisting his waist sharply to avoid the angry attack of the Silent King.

"Traitor who cooperates with foreign races!!!"

The Silent King doesn't understand - he doesn't understand why Trazin the Endless jumps out to ruin it every time! It now fully understood why the emperors wanted to eat Trazin's flesh alive when he mentioned it.

"Oh, are you scolding yourself, Szarak? OK, OK, I know you cooperated with the fraudster."

Trazin jumped up and down, BABA left and right, super dodging! The body repaired by the Star God Hades is easy to use, at least better than these antiques that have not been updated for tens of thousands of years.

The King of Silence was furious and tried to slow down time again, but in the time dimension, cracks opened layer by layer, and where it couldn't see it, Ourrican's invisible big hand began to exert force!

"What do you want - Trazin?!"

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"What do you want? Does wanting you to die count? Why didn't the fraudster kill you directly? Did he leave it in your old mind?"

"presumptuous!!!"

The violent light rose again. Facing the Silent King's attack, Trazin looked down upon it. Did he really think that its collection of tens of thousands of years was a joke?

boom! ! ! ! boom! ! ! ! !

The straight ultra-high energy laser shot straight towards the door, but after the strange fluctuations of the energy shield, it dispersed half a meter in front of Trazin. After the light, it was unscathed, except for the gold and silver cloak that illuminated the entire skyline. The light rises.

"The Necrontyr need a new king."

Trazin stood there and said coldly,

"I repeat, the Necrontyr needs a new king - not the Necrons need a new king, and I will bring the Necron back to the state of the Necrontyr, Szarak."

"There are no undead,"

Trazin said,

"No undead has faced this problem head-on, including you, Szarak. You have never dared to call yourself undead, but the Necrontyr has passed away - but you still pretend to wear their skin and flesh, pretending that you have never Didn’t miss anything.”

"And I saw the problem,"

Trazin said calmly. Due to the failure to slow down time, the surrounding Necrons who were watching heard Trazin's words. They were too shocked by this to react.

"And decided to fix it."

Trazin opened his hand and saw the Silent King's face getting darker and darker.

"How do you know...I don't want to solve this problem?!"

The next moment, Trazin's violent beam, which is currently absolutely unmatchable, jumped up again! Not only this attack, Trazin can feel that the space where it is located is blocked, which means that its personality current will not be able to successfully escape after the body is destroyed.

"?!!!"

The Silent King is far stronger than Trazyn imagined - it even has the ability and energy to fight against Trazyn again after a fierce battle with the Storm King!

Trazin's entire body was almost faded by the white light. This might be the last moment of its existence.

Trazin raised his staff and faced the Silent King's attack.

boom! ! ! boom! ! ! boom! ! ! !

The Silent King's overwhelmed body made a metallic squeaking sound, gaining a huge amount of energy at the expense of consuming matter.

It held on, watching the light dissipate - Trazin stood precariously before it, but did not fall.

But it only takes one last blow.

A more violent light than the previous three strikes leaped up!

This galaxy needs a real manager, not a tyrant, not a buffoon, not a rule that devours everything. It needs a manager who is restrained and determined enough...

The Silent King unleashed the final blow——

"Don't let me fish for you again, Trazin, be honest."

Calculating the right moment, hundreds of translucent giant hands stretched out from the air around Trazin, blocking Trazin's blow, but the astrologer had no intention of playing tricks with the Necrons——

The next moment, accompanied by the sound of sacrifices from all over the Silent Eye, Trazin disappeared again.

The subspace suddenly rolled, and huge psychic currents rushed out from the gap and rushed into this area.

As for where the sound of sacrifice comes from?

[Guilliman] blinked, and most of the psionic originals around him suddenly held their heads at this moment.

Except in the corner.

Mortarion stared straight at him without blinking.

They are just believers who blindly believe in gods.

[Guilliman] withdrew his gaze and took a long sip of wine.

He used the simplest and crudest method, deploying nine thousand psyker bomb ships the moment the ships arrived on this world.

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【Another fate line】

【...You mean I went to find another me alone? 】

Horus stared at the Emperor in disbelief, and the Emperor nodded solemnly.

"I'm going to recall my wolf and eagle, and you can convince the other one of yourself - or replace him, and then go with me to attack Terra. I must see the other one of myself - I must reach Terra. "

Going to meet a... is it a bastard who is desperate to become a god?

Is the other self really a bastard who wants to dominate the galaxy? Rather than a guy who hopes that humans will never have trouble, so that he can lie on the sofa at home and eat junk food, or go to the casino to spend a lot of money?

The Lord of Mankind felt that he was rarely, truly angry. Even when General Guilliman told him, he was more sad and regretful than angry.

He couldn't understand, really despised, and really rebuked the other self-why he chose such a path?

So much so that he briefly ignored the embarrassed expression on Horus' face.

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[……]

Fulgrim stood up from the ceiling of the Silent King prisoner ship of the Necromancer in a daze. Before all of them could react, several ships near the Silent King fleet suddenly exploded, and huge psychic fluctuations directly hit them.

On the ship in the gravity spacetime, the Primarch felt like vomiting, but the fact proved that the attack was not over yet. The Primarch could feel countless light spots like Alpha Plus psykers exploding in different areas of the Eye of Silence - how could humans have so many Alpha Plus psykers to explode so wastefully.

At his feet, Dantioch and Abaddon, who were crawling on the ceiling, looked like they were dead. Fulgrim helped Dantioch up and threw a sentence to Abaddon coldly.

[There will be a bigger psychic impact next... If you don't want to die, I suggest you pray to Hades. ]

He also hoped to torture Abaddon to get information.

Half-conscious on the ground, Abaddon finally vomited this time.

Hades...

[Don't attack! Hades! ]

Outside the banquet hall, Sanguinius, the only one away from [Guilliman], hurriedly sent a message, saying that they should not let Hades show up now.

"Roger that--"

The electric current crackled over there, and the archangel heard Hades's subsequent cry,

"Tarazyn! Stop pretending!"